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Jun. 28th, 2008 04:02 pmJust come back from a driving lesson. More going round the nearby quiet neighbourhood, although being Saturday afternoon there were a few more cars on the roads - including a couple more learners who seemed to be doing the same thing. I did OK for the first half, including waiting at and pulling out of the junction OK, until one time when I was waiting to let an oncoming car go by and Peter urged me to go. So I did, getting in ahead of the oncoming car (thank goodness), and Peter exclaimed "Oh my goodness, there's a car coming" and said I should have waited. I wondered if the whole thing was a test, to see if I had the savvy to let the car go instead of just obeying instructions, but it turned out Peter hadn't seen the oncoming car.
After that the second half didn't go so well. One time I stalled at the junction, another time I came out of it so slowly that Peter berated me for letting a car that had been far away come up to right behind us, and when pulling over to the kerb to let a car coming the other way go by, as we were right up behind a parked car I panicked and braked to a stop. Then I stalled twice trying to get moving again, Peter's drill-sergeant admonitions ringing in my ears the whole time. By this point I was getting frustrated; I think Peter picked that up as, on my next mistake, he said "Don't get angry." Alas, my steering on turns continued to be perm any two from too much, too little, too early and too late. I improved a little for the last ten minutes or so, and managed to pull up a little way onto the kerb the way we were supposed to at the end, but was glad when it was over. Peter did say at the end that I was doing OK, that my steering just needed to be ironed out and that "people who aren't mechanically minded", like he himself wasn't, do take longer to master it all.
I need a cold drink.
After that the second half didn't go so well. One time I stalled at the junction, another time I came out of it so slowly that Peter berated me for letting a car that had been far away come up to right behind us, and when pulling over to the kerb to let a car coming the other way go by, as we were right up behind a parked car I panicked and braked to a stop. Then I stalled twice trying to get moving again, Peter's drill-sergeant admonitions ringing in my ears the whole time. By this point I was getting frustrated; I think Peter picked that up as, on my next mistake, he said "Don't get angry." Alas, my steering on turns continued to be perm any two from too much, too little, too early and too late. I improved a little for the last ten minutes or so, and managed to pull up a little way onto the kerb the way we were supposed to at the end, but was glad when it was over. Peter did say at the end that I was doing OK, that my steering just needed to be ironed out and that "people who aren't mechanically minded", like he himself wasn't, do take longer to master it all.
I need a cold drink.
